Mad theatre weekend is over and glad to be home again. 34 hours of theatre work from Friday through Sunday. Plus two hours of seeing a friend's show on Thursday. }:>

Life is tough with a bunch of debt and no income, but when things pick up and go so fast that I don't have time to notice...they usually get chock full of the stuff I think I was put on this planet to do. Niiiice. }:>

As I took her through the doors of the hospital and into the night, I said to her 'come on, let's see the world'...

And then I took a wrong turn on the way back, and we ended up on top of Portsdown Hill, high above Portsmouth, with all the lights of the city stretching out far below us, and beyond them, the lights of the ships in the English Channel, and at that point I lost it and wept like a small child.

Newborns are creepy, all with their soulless alien eyes and confusing nipples.

I haven't, and won't, post the placenta pics that Partner forced me to take. And yeah, I'd forgotten just how weird a newborn looks for the first few hours, until they get their proper shape and turn the right colour.

Had a surprise call-in to a marine biology assignment on Monday for the next day. Pulled a 13 hour workday so I could take a few hours off and took my tendonitis wracked hands to rest on the sea yesterday (cold and compression actually seem to genuinely help me on that!) This has nothing to do with the school, this is an actual marine biology/archaeology cross-discipline project that has a good chance of netting me a name in a peer reviewed study. You know, this with nothing but a 101 course of the actual science done in an open university. Followed up a day on the sea with a 7,5 hours of work yesterday evening, now it's almost 7am and waiting for my ride for a second round of the same - driving out and spending the day getting and sifting sediment samples, followed by translating a book on design in the evening for the dayjob.

I'm so tired I feel nauseous, but happy as a clam. I see the exit from the current job situation, the endgame is near, and I'm doing something I want to do. That's worth a little bit of exhaustion.

After years of being told by the optician who came into the office to do our quick free eye tests that everything is fine, I finally decided to get a second opinion and go and have a proper full eye test.